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Jan 2016
I listen to your voice
I hear it in my dreams
It’s my sound of choice
When I feel torn apart at the seams
You put me back together
Stitch by gentle stitch
Slowly healing what has been torn in me
And never flinching at what you find
The good, the bad, and the ugly
Taking each in cautious stride
I don’t know how I found you
But I thank God that I have
He has given me an angel
One to walk right by my side
Good Morning to my Angel
Crysta Gingras
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